I’ve written a few posts about MySpace here, usually in the context of media overhype of the site blended with how a few nefarious folks are abusing the space.
What I haven’t written about is the fact that the site doesn’t really make much sense to me. I didn’t want to admit what was most likely cluelessenss on my part.
Actually, my not getting it is apparently a sign of my impending geezerhood and senility. Via Scobelizer, I found this article by Danah Boyd that discusses the communication mode that makes MySpace work…and why it may seem bizarre to those of us old enough to remember the days before the net succumbed to perpetual September.